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Mistaken Souls, That Dream of Heav'n
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4275 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1. Mistaken souls, that dream of Heav’n,
And make their empty boast
Of inward joys, and sins forgiv’n,
While they are slaves to lust!
2. Vain are our fancies, airy flights,
If faith be cold and dead;
None but a living power unites
To Christ the living head.
3. ’Tis faith that changes all the heart;
’Tis faith that works by love;
That bids all sinful joys depart,
And lifts the thoughts above.
4. ’Tis faith that conquers earth and hell
By a celestial power;
This is the grace that shall prevail
In the decisive hour.
5. Faith must obey her Father’s will,
As well as trust His grace;
A pardoning God is jealous still
For His own holiness.
6. When from the curse He sets us free,
He makes our natures clean;
Nor would He send His Son to be
The minister of sin.
7. His Spirit purifies our frame,
And seals our peace with God;
Jesus and His salvation came
By water and by blood. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD (Ouseley)
Mistaken Souls, That Dream of Heav'n
O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou
Author: Thomas Sternhold, 1500-1549; John Hopkins Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4865 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1. O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou
Forsake me utterly?
And helpest not when I do make
My great complaint and cry?
2. To Thee, my God, e’en all day long
I do both cry and call;
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.
3. But Thou that in Thy holy place
For evermore dost dwell;
Thou art the joy, the comfort, and
Glory of Israel:
4. And Him in whom our fathers old
Had all their hope and stay;
Who, when they put their trust in Thee,
Delivered’st them alway.
5. They were preservèd ever when
They called upon Thy name;
And for the faith they had in Thee,
They were not put to shame.
6. But I am now become more like
A worm than to a man,
An outcast, whom the people scorn
With all the spite they can.
7. All men despise as they behold
Me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads,
And on this wise do say.
8. This man did glory in the Lord,
His favor and His love:
Let Him redeem and help him now,
His power if he will prove.
9. But from the prison of the womb
I was by Thee released;
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
Whilst I did suck the breast:
10. I was committed from my birth
With Thee to have abode;
Since I came from my mother’s womb,
Thou hast been still my God.
11. Then, Lord, depart not now from me
In this my present grief,
Since I have none to be my help,
My succor and relief.
12. For many bulls do compass me,
That be full strong of head;
Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had
In Bashan field been fed.
13. They gape upon me greedily,
As though they would me slay;
Much like a lion roaring out,
And ramping for his prey.
14. But I drop down like water shed,
My joints in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt
Like wax, I am so weak.
15. My strength doth like a potsherd dry,
My tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my jaws, and I am brought
To dust of death at last.
16. For many dogs do compass me,
In council they do meet,
Conspiring still against my life,
Piercing my hands and feet.
17. I was tormented so that I
Might all my bones have told,
Whilst they do look and stare at me,
When they do me behold.
18. My garments they divided have
In parts among them all;
And for my coat they did cast lots
To whom it should befall.
19. Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far
From me at my great need,
But rather, since Thou art my strength,
To help me, Lord, make speed:
20. And from the sword save Thou my soul
By Thy might and Thy power,
And ever keep my darling dear
From dogs that would devour;
And from the lion’s mouth that would
Me all in sunder tear;
From ’midst the horns of unicorns,
O Lord, Thou didst me hear.
When shall I to my brethren all
Thy Majesty record,
And in Thy Church shall praise the name
Of Thee, the living Lord.
All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord,
Thou, Jacob, Him adore,
And all ye seed of Israel,
Fear Him for evermore.
For He despiseth not the poor,
He hideth not away
His countenance when they do call,
But hears them when they pray,
Among the folk that fear the Lord,
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
For setting forth Thy name.
The poor shall eat and be sufficed;
Such as their minds do give
To seek the Lord, and praise His name,
Their hearts shall ever live.
The coasts of all the earth shall praise
The Lord, and seek His grace;
The heathen folk shall worship all
Before His blessèd face.
The kingdoms of the heathen folk
The Lord shall have therefore;
And he shall be their governor
And king for evermore.
The rich men of His goodly gifts
Shall taste and feed also,
And in His presence worship Him,
And bow their knees full low.
And all that shall go down to dust,
Of life by Him shall taste;
A seed shall serve and worship Him,
Till time away shall waste.
They shall declare and plainly show
His truth and righteousness,
Unto a people yet unborn,
Who shall His name confess. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD (Ouseley)
O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou
Once More the Solemn Season Calls
Author: John Chandler Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5188 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1. Once more the solemn season calls
A holy fast to keep;
And now within the temple walls
Let priest and people weep.
2. But vain all outward sign of grief,
And vain the form of prayer,
Unless the heart implore relief,
And penitence be there.
3. We smite the breast, we weep in vain,
In vain in ashes mourn,
Unless with penitential pain
The smitten soul be torn.
4. In sorrow true then let us pray
To our offended God,
From us to turn His wrath away
And stay the uplifted rod.
5. O God, our judge and father, deign
To spare the bruisèd reed;
We pray for time to turn again,
For grace to turn indeed.
6. Blest Three in One to Thee we bow;
Vouchsafe us, in Thy love,
To gather from these fasts below
Immortal fruit above. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD (Ouseley)
Once More the Solemn Season Calls
Death Cannot Make Our Souls Afraid
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9810 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Death cannot make our souls afraid,
If God be with us there;
We may walk through its darkest shade,
And never yield to fear.
2 I could renounce my all below,
If my Creator bid;
And run, if I were called to go,
And die as Moses did.
3 Might I but climb to Pisgah’s top,
And view the promised land,
My flesh itself would long to drop,
And pray for the command.
4 Clasped in my heavenly Father’s arms,
I would forget my breath,
And lose my life among the charms
Of so divine a death. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD
Death Cannot Make Our Souls Afraid
When Sickness Shakes The Languid Frame
Author: Ottiwell Heginbothom Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12609 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 When sickness shakes the languid frame,
Each dazzling pleasure flies;
Phantoms of bliss no more obscure
Our long deluded eyes.
2 Then the tremendous arm of death
Its hated scepter shows;
And nature faints beneath the weight
Of complicated woes.
3 The tottering frame of mortal life
Shall crumble into dust,
Nature shall faint—but learn, my soul
On nature’s God to trust.
4 The man, whose pious heart is fixed
On his all gracious God,
In every frown may comfort find,
And kiss the chastening rod.
5 Nor him shall death itself alarm;
On Heav’n his soul relies;
With joy he views his Maker’s love,
And with composure dies. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD
When Sickness Shakes The Languid Frame
With My Whole Heart I've Sought Thy Face
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13220 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 With my whole heart I’ve sought Thy face:
O let me never stray
From Thy commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the sinner’s way.
2 Thy word I’ve hid within my heart
To keep my conscience clean,
And be an everlasting guard
From every rising sin.
3 I’m a companion of the saints
Who fear and love the Lord;
My sorrows rise, my nature faints,
When men transgress Thy Word.
4 While sinners do Thy Gospel wrong
My spirit stands in awe;
My soul abhors a lying tongue,
But loves Thy righteous law.
5 My heart with sacred reverence hears
The threatenings of Thy Word;
My flesh with holy trembling fears
The judgments of the Lord.
6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait,
For Thy salvation still;
While Thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey Thy will. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD
With My Whole Heart I've Sought Thy Face
The solemn season calls us now
Author: John Chandler (1806-1876) Hymnal: The Oxford Hymn Book #84 (1920) Hymnal Title: The Oxford Hymn Book Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD
The solemn season calls us now
